The scenery along the river was full of the breath of summer. The stream wound its way between two massive boulders, flowing at an imperceptible pace.
Lining the banks were towering, verdant poplars with lush branches and leaves. The ground was tangled with unruly wild weeds, dotted with colorful, nameless wildflowers, while butterflies fluttered and danced in the air.
The river was quite clear, with the blue sky and white clouds reflected on the surface like blooming white lotuses. Xue Yuantong jumped into the stream, kicking up translucent splashes that soaked the hems of her trousers.
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